The distance between the Burrow and Granger's Camp was actually not that far apart. It was just that the English Channel separated them, and it seemed like they were two different worlds.
About Arthur and the others going to Camp Granger, about Professor McGonagall leading teachers and students ashore in Genoa, about Lupine trying to make a new Marauder's Map... During this period, a lot happened outside. thing, but Hermione and the others obviously had no way of knowing.
It's as if other people outside don't know that the Burrow is currently experiencing an extremely dangerous defensive war.
The oncoming army of zombies became more violent.
To be honest, even Hermione, who is currently grasping the overall battle situation in the stronghold, does not know what the next battle will look like.
Under the "arrogant" will of the demon behind them, the speed of the zombies' attack is still accelerating. But even so, they are still not disordered at all, but the frequency and number of self-destructions when rushing to the barrier have increased significantly.
Delphi and the others have returned to the battlefield—no matter whether they have rested enough or not, they must return to the battlefield and work with Safina, Neville and others within the barrier to reduce the number of enemies as much as possible.
Harry came a little later. This was requested by Delphi. After all, once the demon appeared, he would become the main fighting force against the demon.
However, if the stronghold cannot survive the moment when "Arrogance" appears, all planning will be meaningless.
So Harry still came with the sword, and every sword strike was bound to gain something. Even though the efficiency is a bit lower than that of Delphi, Blois, Safina and others, the fewer living corpses that rush to the barrier and explode themselves now, the better.
And then... Harry got hurt.
"boom-"
At that moment, Harry spotted a living corpse and dived down as usual. Using the Quidditch technique called "Wronski Feint," he suddenly pulled up when he was about to rush into the pile of living corpses. , swinging the sword at the same time.
This flying maneuver is not easy. When he was practicing on the field, even though he was very talented in Quidditch, he would often fall and get bruised and bruised.
But precisely because of the hard training, Harry is now more and more proficient in using it. Every time he swung his sword, it was at the position closest to the living corpse, and it was retracted at the first touch, ensuring that he would not be involved in subsequent self-destruction.
Unfortunately, the situation on the battlefield is extremely complicated, and accidents may happen everywhere.
This time, there was probably a seriously injured living corpse lying at the feet of the song target he was targeting. His body was blocked by other companions, so that Harry did not expect that a self-destruction would actually swoop down on him. It happened when.
The explosion of the soul flame does not cause much damage on the physical level. The frightening thing is only the violent impact on the spiritual level. Even though Harry's mental strength was already very high after being repeatedly tempered by Gryffindor's sword, he was still a little injured.
Fortunately, Mr. Blois was not far from him at the time. Seeing Harry being blown off his broom by the unexpected explosion, he immediately caught him, saving him from falling directly into the army of living zombies. The tragedy of the siege occurred.
When Harry woke up from his semi-coma, he found that he had been sent back to the house where he had rested.
"Well… "
Harry, who was lying on the broken sofa, shook his dizzy head, raised his upper body and took a look outside the window - the sky was still so gloomy, and the lead-gray clouds seemed to be pressing down from the mid-air at any time, covering the ground. Everything was crushed into powder.
From this angle, the battle situation around the stronghold cannot be seen, and only half of the silver barrier can be seen... At least the second layer of protection of the stronghold has not been broken.
It's just... I don't know how long I was unconscious.
The rumbling sound can still be heard in the ears, and the war is still going on, accompanied by the flashing magic light outside the window. Although he himself was not sure whether the sounds in his ears were the sound of his tinnitus or the sound of living corpses self-destructing.
After a short pause, Harry turned over from the sofa and sat up. Seeing a glass of water on the coffee table in front of him, he picked it up and took two sips to moisten his thirsty throat.
In fact, his injuries were not serious. If he rested for a while, he should be able to participate in the battle again. But he also understood that this time, at least until the devil really showed up, it was really best for him not to go there. It would be the worst if he couldn't help when he was needed.
Sighing, Harry stood up again holding the Sword of Gryffindor and sat by the window.
This time, we could see that the battle was still raging in the distance. Maybe he hadn't been asleep for too long, and the situation on the battlefield hadn't changed much - there were still so many enemies, and it was still difficult for everyone to resist.
Only the sky seemed to be slightly darker than before, proving that time was still passing by itself even when no one was paying attention.
"Bang!"
In the distance, another huge black flame rose into the sky like a greased bonfire, probably in the southeast of the stronghold. Fortunately, Blois and Delphi were not there for the time being, so they did not receive much impact.
At the same time, a flaming flying dragon and a giant ice bird were patrolling back and forth while spitting out flames and cold currents downwards.
Even Harry couldn't tell which was the advantage and which was the disadvantage at this moment.
…
While Harry was looking at the battlefield in the house on the west side in a daze, Hermione in the east tower was worried about his injury - the moment Harry was swept by the black flames of the explosion, she also watched Arrived.
After all, the two have been good friends for so long, and it is inevitable to worry.
However, Hermione didn't have much time or energy to worry about Harry at the moment. Due to everyone's full resistance, the number of the living zombie army has been reduced to at least three out of ten.
Although the proportion seems small, but now, just looking at the corpses gradually piling up around the barrier, you can understand that this hell-like scene also illustrates the results of everyone's struggle.
Not to mention that many of them have been turned into the ground by Mr. Blois.
But... so many living corpses piled up around her made Hermione feel uneasy. No one is sure whether these corpses are still valuable to the demon.
Or simply put, this may simply be the back-up left behind by that "arrogance".
Hermione had already begun to think about how to remove the living corpses from around the stronghold - no matter where they were taken, it would be better than just piling them around.
"It seems... it's going to rain?" Hermione looked up at the sky and muttered uncertainly.